

Nothing BetterOn the edge of a cliffNothing Better
Waiting for the wind to carry him away
The touch of a soft snowflake landing delicately on his cheek, melting the pain away
Sharp breathes exhaling from tired lungs, yearning for the love of an angel
Reminiscing of conjured dreams, nothing but the possibility of perfection keeping him going
Thinking of you, a gentle smile graces his expression
Reality plays no part in the heart of a dreamer, a hopeless romantic
A blind tragedy, always wishing with a smile and an open hand
A burst of energy fills his soul and he sprint
Ripclaw